pullover: B by Burton, 2011 | leggings: Adidas, 2009 | rain boots: Jeffrey Campbell, 2010 | eyewear: Gianni Versace, 2004
the other great thing about cool snow riding gear? it’s all 100% waterproof.
who was it that said, "there’s no such thing as bad weather, there’s just one being ill-prepared" —was it that Blackwell guy? whatever, he was kinda full of shit anyways, but you get the picture.
evidently the segment i’d taped for CBS’s The Insider did finally air, but not in NYC, because it’s been canceled here?
jacket: B by Burton, 2011 | pants: B by Burton, 2011 | boots: Burton, 2009 | mittens: Burton, 2011 | hat: Villawool, 2009 | goggles (all): Oakley, 2011
days three, four, and five: stayed at a NorthStar Lodge cabin. we had more food and wine than we knew what to do with— this is what happens when you travel with food professionals.
in all fairness, i didn’t pick out any of this cool gear, my friend did— apparently she is the Burton queen, she has the special membership card and everything (her posse is all former Olympian and master snow riders and whatnot, i am not even kidding). and i must have looked pretty smokin or something, cuz i kept getting compliments from everybody all over the mountain.
the non-foodpro segment of our party are hotshots in the snow-gear business, so we were rolling PX all weekend long, it was pretty awesome.
dress: Geld Iaz, 1997 | jeans (underneath): Gap, 2004 | coat: LGB, 2004 | shoes: All Saints, 2009 | bag: Yves St Laurent, 2008 | eyewear: Yves St Laurent, 2010
look, it’s the flesh mesh dress mess: the original.
just running some errands.
jacket: Rick Owens Lilies, 2010 | top: Geld Iaz, 2010 | leggings: Forever 21, 2009 | shoes: Yves St Laurent, 2009 | eyewear: Fiction, 2010
drinks at Imperial No 9. dinner at Miss Lily’s.
jacket: Alessandro dell’Acqua, 2003 | pants: Geld Iaz, 2002 | eyewear: Yves St Laurent, 2010 | shoes: Dior, 2005 | bag: Luba J, 2006
look, the famous "big cheetah pants." oops i just tried to find a hyperlink to those stories but they’ve already been moved. i’ll find them eventually.
late lunch / early drinks at my faaavorite restaurant in all of NYC, Gusto Ristorante e Bar Americano on Greenwich Ave.
jacket: ? (Seoul), 2007 | skirt: Geld Iaz, 1999 | boots: Sportmax, 2010 | eyewear: street vendor, 2006 | bag: Fendi, 2007
happened across these old pair of shades i bought years ago from a street vendor (for $6) just because i liked the tint of the lenses and frame (even though i already owned a good dozen pair of designer sunglasses). i’d brought them home and played with them, adding some spare rhinestones i had, to jazz them up a wee bit. so aha haa i decided to sport them for Fashion Week, as something of a fashion-lover/hater’s anti-Fashion statement. they’re kinda neat actually, they make everything glow this great golden hue, so it seems like the sun is shining even when it’s not. which is not a bad way to cheer yourself up, like light-therapy or something.
the thing about Fashion Week is you’re often obliged to go places and be fashionable even when you aren’t in the mood. and there’s lots of walking, because so much is crammed into one day and of course the taxicabs are scarce. don’t let the amateur fashionistas fool you—- during Fashion Week it’s really the comfy flat shoes that are your best friend.
i’m only showing a few photos from the shows, because you can see pictures like this everywhere (even in ads and whatnot). whenever other style bloggers i like post runway shots, i get irritated and bored— it’s always the bloggers’ own personal styles i find most intriguing. to me, these people make Anna Wintour— like, totally obsolete.